Artista: Crime In Stereo
  Canción: Small Skeletal

As they laid 
my bones down at the crossroads
I saw my ghost 
Sell my soul to the inferno 
For petrol to get home. 
Now each day 
I sink a bit faster into my father's fate
Four packs a day 
Four decades straight
Right to an unmarked grave

I used to think it would sleep [x3]

As I laid 
My cross down at the bones beneath my feet 
She came
The face of a saint 
The voice of a sympathy
She says
"The future will be devoid of weaknesses" 
Free cigarettes 
For all the kids 
To make small skeletons

I used to think it would sleep [x3]

I used to think 
As I aged with time 
That it would shut it's eyes 
And just let me be
Then I'd seen it's designs 
To kill and hide 
Deceitfully inside my skin 

I've been hunting it ever since.